Angelique's Revenge, Part 15
Date: 2/3/98
From: AngeliqueBouchard

Angelique stared at the Bible which Barnabas held out. She turned and walked towards the dresser. "Barnabas, I... I don't want to participate in the burial. The thought of it frightens me."

"I understand," Barnabas said reassuringly. He moved from the bed and once again held out the Bible to her, "Why don't you pick out something and I'll read it for you when the remains are buried?"

"Ohh no, Barnabas," Angelique replied, "I really don't care what you read. Could we change the subject? I don't want to think about this anymore."

"Of course, darling." Barnabas looked into Angelique's eyes and smiled. "Professor Stokes was right, it would be difficult for a witch to touch anything that symbolized holiness."

"Barnabas whatever are you talking about?" Angelique asked innocently.

Barnabas dropped his smile, "Don't play games with me, Angelique Bouchard. I know my wife and you are not her."

Angelique stared at Barnabas. How much he reminded her of the man who fathered her child in 1795. "You are an intelligent man. However did you know I was a witch?"

Barnabas reached into his pocket and pulled out a necklace which he dangled in front of Angelique's eyes. It was a pentagram, two points facing up. This was found in your grave. The Stokes became suspicious when it was discovered. Jeb sensed your evil presence in my wife's body and then all the pieces fell into place."

"Well," Angelique said softly, "I can make you forget all about your wife."

"I sincerely doubt that," Barnabas said confidently. "You will leave Angelique's body now. As we speak your remains are being buried."

Angelique laughed mocking Barnabas' misplaced confidence. "It will take more than that to defeat me."

Barnabas reached into his pocket again and pulled out a small vial. He splashed holy water on her and said, "I command you to leave now!"

Angelique was quite humored by Barnabas' feeble effort and was about to tell him so when she heard a muffled voice in the back of her mind. She listened, tuning out Barnabas' voice. It became clearer, "Angelique Bouchard, I summon you. Angelique Bouchard, I summon you to appear before me now."

"No, not now!" Angelique thought. Who would dare to summon her at this moment? The voice became louder, drowning out Barnabas as he continued to command Angelique to leave. "I summon you Angelique Bouchard. Appear to me."

Angelique felt herself being pulled backward. The room started to fade as she was drawn out of Angelique Collins' body which dropped into the waiting arms of Barnabas.

Angelique Bouchard was in total darkness for a moment, then images began to form. She started to see a room, lighted by a fireplace and many candles. A person began to become clear before her. When she recognized the face, rage rose up within her.

"Nicholas Blair, how dare you summon me!"

TO BE CONTINUED